Gateway Hut to La Sal Hut
My hut mates, Debbie and Jason, decided
to end their ride today. They've never been to Moab and wanted fresh
legs for the single track there. Good decision because today would be a
real butt kicker. Only 22 miles but I would be riding at a starting
elevation of 4560 ft and ending at 8055 ft. Where the route description
said "only choice, up, up, and up", I didn't realize it meant a very
steep "up". Makes sense though. For the past few days, I'd been looking
at the La Sal mountains, getting closer. And, yet, I guess I kidded
myself about the fact that I would have to ride over them to get to
Well, 8 miles of tough climbing with lots of walking. Up
until this part, the physical was challenging but nothing as difficult
as finishing an Ironman triathlon. This came close. After reaching a
plateau with more climbing but at an easier incline, the rain started.
I'd been lucky so far in avoiding the sprinkles but I suppose it
wouldn't be a real adventure without a little more adversity. So, black
clouds, thunder, lightning, and heavy rain. I hid under some trees
only because the San Juan hut people spooked me about the lightning.
And flash flooding. Growing up in California, weather is pretty boring
so I tend not to take it seriously. But with my hut mates gone, I
wasn't sure who would find me if I was weather stupid.
I got bored and ventured out again, in the rain, looking over my
shoulder when I heard thunder. As if I would be able to duck out of the
way of lightning. But I made it. Dried out at the hut, found myself
missing my hut mates,but happy to know I'd be in Moab the next day.